Geordie tiptoed down the beach towards the sea, his top part a deep tan, from the waist down a dirty white colour.
For months he had hung between life and death, with a bullet in his spine. Then he had been brought home, paralysed from the waist down, embittered and resentful.
A fairly young man in Italian leisure wear from the waist down and nothing but a tan from the waist up appeared from a cabin, ready to repel boarders.